Date: Tue, 01 Dec 2009 20:50:43 +0000
From: Tom <amias09@fastmail.fm>
Subject: Brief Encounters  Chapter 44

Brief Encounters - the ever continuing saga... eekkk!

First the mandatory warnings and disclaimers - basically don't read this if
the naughty sexual exploits of young teenage schoolboys do not appeal. The
characters depicted are fictional and not intentionally based upon any one
person... although, if you do suddenly find yourself in the middle of the
story just think how lucky you are!

This is ostensibly a work of fiction, albeit with a few memories from my
own school days plus some of the many invariably unspoken fantasies which I
and my "best friends" would only ever rarely admit or allude to when we
were at that very special, trusting and certainly innocent age.

Today, it's very hard to imagine what it was like without the internet to
immediately help conjure up fantasies based on images, webcams, stories or
chat. Our sex lives were entirely dependant upon a very fervent imagination
and thus being able to create our own fantasies usually based on friends
and what we saw happening beneath the desk or in the changing rooms! I make
no excuses for the fact that underwear features prominently in this story,
because quite frankly it did, it was a very visible and tangible connection
between us and our ever developing fascination with sex! It's important to
remember that other than the very rare sexual extrovert, we never dared
mention the subject because we were just too embarrassed and nobody
understood what was happening to us anyway!

You might call it a story about the age of discovery - usually in bed - or
if you shared a bedroom with a brother, then discovery would be in the
bathroom!

Do note, at the time of writing the story itself is not finished and for
better or worse, it has now turned into a work of some length but I will
regularly post updates and there are more than enough pages written to keep
it going! Nifty require a text file so if the formatting or punctuation go
slightly up the creek you now know why! And, also during the writing for
various reason I have had to change character names, so I hope for
continuity they are now correct!

Finally, I hope you enjoy it and please, please do let me have any comments
or suggestions and for some of you I it might even jog a memory or two,
three if you are lucky... I would be intrigued to learn!

Tom email: amias09@fastmail.fm

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Usual grovels for late postings but life must go on in the real world
however nice it would be to re-visit this fictional one again !


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Chapter 44 – Ball games

Unaware of the impression he had made on his brother, Robbie had gone off
with Barry to the park. Innocence personified was how it appeared on the
surface, but there was an ulterior motive as having discovered the discrete
isolation which the park could offer it had proved an ideal place for
further exploration. Besides which it seemed almost safer there than to be
caught doing naughty things at home! All of which was considerably
heightened by the fact that they knew they were going to be attempting
something they really shouldn't be doing in public.

Once through the main gates they headed for what had become their favourite
spot on top of a slight grassy bank with a thick hedge close behind and a
view of the flat grassed area just below. From a distance it simply looked
as though the two boys were lying down on the grass next to each other
watching the activities of other children playing or kicking a balls
about. Due to the slope of the ground all that could be seen of them were
their heads and shoulders looking down, the thick hedge behind conveniently
obscured them from any other view. Just as well, since they weren't there
just to watch the fun and games!

Carefully looking around to make sure nobody was about to invade their
privacy, they lay face down side by side within in very easy groping
distance of each other.

Robbie couldn't wait to get his hands inside Barry's jeans again and was
soon fumbling underneath him trying to undo the button and then the
zip. Today though, Barry had a lot to talk about which rather slowed
Robbie's progress and he started to tell the full details of the encounter
he had with Art in the toilet. However, before he got to the end he was
interrupted by the very excited Robbie who wanted to confirm that he had
heard the full unexpurgated version and there was nothing left out.

"Yer, course it is," said Barry, "I just said it was that Art, who got me
to drop me shorts in the bog."

"When they gonna get going?" asked Robbie looking around.

"Wot?" Barry looked surprised. "Are you listening?"

"Why's he called Art? Funny name innit?" said Robbie still struggling to
get his hands inside the fly.

"I don't know do I? Could be short for Arthur. I got an uncle called that."
Barry purposely pushed his body into the grass squashing the hand beneath
the erection in his jeans.

"Nice!" said Robbie wiggling his fingers and feeling the lump through the
denim.

"Yeah right." Barry grinned. "Now wot you on about, who's getting going?"

"Oh forget about him. So we can both sorta do it now then?"

"Wot? Both do wot?" asked Barry, now confused with Robbie's seemingly
unconnected train of thought. "I'm bloody lost, wot you on about now?"

"Well, I mean wank?" said Robbie excitedly, "Since you said about it last
time and now wot with wot me brother told me before, I been doing it all
week and I think I can sort of cum or something now!"

"Wot? Can you make the sicky stuff then?" said Barry his eyes opening wide.

"Wot sticky stuff, wot you mean?" Robbie was puzzled, this was the first he
had heard of sticky stuff coming out of his willy.

"The stuff that Art made, I just told you it dripped all over the floor."

"Wot from out of his willy? No, I don't know wot that is." Robbie looked
disappointed, not to say puzzled or even confused. "Maybe I can't
then. Here, can you then?"

"No! You silly sod I just told you that! "

Barry pushed harder onto the hot hand beneath him, "But I sorta get a hot
tingly feeling in me willy if I keeps rubbing it."

"And me!" Robbie sounded pleased that he was at least achieving something
after all his bedtime practice!

"That Art, reckoned we'd start to make the sticky cum stuff, like when we
were sorta twelve or thirteen or something." said Barry, "Shame innit,
`cause I want to be able to do it now!"

"Cor yeah." replied Robbie, then squeaked "Hey.. you can't do that!"

"Wot!" Barry was giggling again with his hand now on top of Robbie buttocks
and not underneath.

"Put yer hand up the ass of me shorts, yer meant to go down the front."

"Bugger off, I like this." said Barry still giggling as he forced his hand
higher until he was just able to run his finger tips over Robbie's briefs.

"Oohh.. don't stop!" moaned Robbie who was desperately trying repay the
manoeuvre and get his hand inside the fly of Barry's jeans.

"D'you..." Barry paused, "I mean... d'you ever put anything up yer bum?"

"Wot?" replied Robbie innocently, knowing full well that he had tried the
odd pencil on a few occasions and just the once a finger.

"Well, have you?"

"Dunno."

"Dunno!" exclaimed Barry. "That means you have! I know you, so wot was
it... a pencil?"

"Maybe." Robbie was giggling as well by now.

"Was it like.. like this then?" Barry forced his hand right up inside the
shorts and firmly pushed the briefs between Robbie's bum cheeks.

"Ohh! I dunno!" moaned Robbie, "No.. a pencil's not as nice as that.. but I
pushed it in a bit!"

"You dirty boy!"

Barry was giggling again, he rubbed his finger up and down the crack
stretching the white cotton and forcing it down into the hollow. Despite
his apparent openness, the age old taboo had entered the picture and he
knew he was going to wait before sampling Robbie's bum. It was alright to
sample his own, but he wasn't quite ready for Robbie's yet. However, the
subject had now been broached and there was no doubt it would be revisited
in the near future.

They both let the subject drop and returned to exploring inside each others
underpants which was something both had a fascination about and loved to
trace the outline of their briefs through their trousers. It was a couple
of minutes later that Robbie finally had his hand inside Barry's jeans and
was tracing the outline of hard cock through his briefs as his other hand
traced the elastic through the seat of the jeans.

"Did you say you got yer blues pants on earlier?" asked Robbie squeezing a
finger under the waistband. "These the same ones that Art saw then? Cor
they do feel smooth, nicer than wot I got."

"Yer. I only got one blue pair."

"Can I see?"

"But you've seen 'em before!"

"I know! But I wanna have another look."

"Wot? Why?"

"Because I likes seeing you in yer pants, watch me and roll on yer side."
said Robbie, moving closer to Barry as he did so.

Barry was grinning already, this looked like fun.

"Now," said Robbie lifting his head and looking around, "Nobody can see us
unless they comes up yer can they?"

"No, so?" asked Barry still grinning, "Wot then?"

"Pull me shorts down at the front so you can see me pants, get yer hand in
'em and I'll roll back on me front and then I'll do it to you!"

Barry needed no second invitation. Looking around to satisfy himself they
couldn't be seen he put the palm of his hand on the obvious erection hidden
inside the blue cotton shorts before gripping them at the front ready to
pull them down. Robbie lifted himself off the grass to help and was soon
left lying with shorts pulled well down at the front exposing most of the
front of his white briefs. At the rear Barry had pulled the shorts down so
as to be just above Robbie's buttocks putting a good three inches of the
white briefs on display. By pulling the shirt down he was able to cover the
gap and hide his hand which had now started to trace the thick elastic of
the St Michael briefs.

Only inches apart from one another, Robbie was soon repeating the operation
on the very excited Barry. Robbie had one hand in the fly of Barry's jeans,
which were wide open beneath him while with some dexterity his other hand
explored the back of the jeans and briefs. The boys were very happy and
finally after some giggling, a little tickling and a lot of exploration
they settled down to rub each others twitching cocks.

"Now, I'm gonna tell you something." said Barry mysteriously.

"Wot?" Robbie half turned and looked at him.

"About yer brother!"

"You wot? Brian.. wot?" Robbie gripped the lump in the briefs in
anticipation.

Barry nodded and lifted his body, "Keep yer hand in me pants and do it to
me.. don't stop!"

"You teasing me?" asked Robbie his eyes open wide, "Wot about Brian?"

"Get yer hand at it first."

"It's thinner than mine innit?" said Robbie feeling the hot and skinny
offering, "About the same length though."

"Could be." replied Barry groping around inside Robbie's briefs. "You had
one today?"

"In the bathroom... twice!" Robbie giggled, "I'll bet Brian's in there
right now!"

"Me big brother did it this morning, I heard his bed squeaking!" Barry was
giggling again, "So I thought if he's doing it then I would!"

"D'you ever talk to him about it, like?"

"No.. he's eighteen see," Barry thought for a minute, "see if he was only
like a couple of years older I would, but we ain't that sorta close. D'you
know wot I mean?"

"I think so. Like wot with Brian?" Now it was Robbie's turn to think. "Yer,
I hope we didn't upset him earlier, d'you think seemed like we both ganged
up on him."

"I `spose it did a bit."

"He's not very ummm.. sort of strong.. I mean he won't ever tell you to
fuck off or that.. he's too sorta nice."

"Right. Well you'd better have words with him and tell him he might have to
be a bit tougher."

"Why?" Robbie was puzzled.

"Well, `cause," said Barry, "I'm gonna tell you something about him that's
probably gonna be all round the school next week!"

"Cor! Wot? The big school?"

"Yer. Well he's a second year isn't he?"

"Yeah."

"Well one me classmates called Steve has got a brother in the second year
and.."

"Wot!" Robbie interrupted, "Wot.. wot's he done?"

"Well Brian and his lot had games or something the end of last week didn't
they?"

"I dunno, did they?" Robbie was getting excited. "Go on get on with it, so
wot happened?"

"Seems somebody went in the changing room and pinched all their pants while
they were out playing games or whatever! They pinched the whole bloody
lot!"

Robbie couldn't believe it. Did this sort of exciting thing really happen?
Why was he still stuck in silly junior school when he could be with Barry
seeing and hearing all these exciting things first hand!

"And," Barry was starting to giggle at the thought of it, "and.. `cause of
all the excitement over looking for their stolen pants, Steve says' that
three of the boys starts wanking in the corner thinking nobody can see 'em
like."

"Wot! Cor! In the changing room!"

This was unbelievable. Robbie was desperately trying to imagine the events
in the changing room and started to think that he was now there himself
with Barry and it was them that were wanking each other off!

"Rub me harder!" he asked desperately, "And, wot then?"

"Well see, two of them boys wanking, was Tom and Alex and.." Barry paused
to let Robbie arrive at the obvious conclusion himself.

"No...it wasn't.. was it? Oh fuck!" said Robbie after a few seconds. His
mouth dropped open after he said it. It couldn't be Brian, he was much too
shy.

"It was," Barry started rubbing again with a vengeance, "the boy in the
middle was Brian!"

"Oh fuck me!"

"I don't know wot that means but I'd like to!" said Barry starting to
giggle yet again. "Would wanking you like this do instead?"

"So Brian was wanking in the changing room?" missing the joke Robbie
sounded incredulous. "But he says' he ain't too sure what proper wanking
is!"

"Yeah, well I dunno do I? But it's wot I was told." Barry caught his
breath. "And the best bit is that the whole bloody class was watching and
they three wankers didn't know!"

"So.. wot!"

"Tom and Alex were able to cum.. with the sticky stuff that went over the
floor and then Brian did.. for him, it was the first time like! Steve says
that Brian made some stuff and his bother's sure it was the first time he'd
like squirted the stuff!"

"Fucking hell!"

Not normally given to swearing, Robbie was absolutely astounded at the
antics of his normally, so shy elder brother.

"So then.." Barry started laughing again, "When they've all dripped this
stuff the whole fucking class gives 'em a clap!"

Robbie was laughing as well, even so he still couldn't believe it.

"So all the class... I mean.. they all saw Brian do this sticky stuff out
his willy?"

"Right." replied Barry, "So Steve says, it was Brian's first time doing it
when the stuff came out!"

"Well, does this stuff, does it sorta dribble or shoot out or wot?" Robbie
was more than intrigued. "Is it like having an wee?"

"I dunno." Barry giggled, "When I can do it I'll you watch!"

Robbie nodded hoping it would be sooner than later.

"And.." Barry was pulling harder and harder on Robbie's cock, "and then the
games teacher comes out and catches 'em! Can you imagine it!"

"Wot.. the teacher caught 'em?" said Robbie in disbelief, "With the sticky
stuff and that everywhere?"

"I `spose." Barry made a face and Robbie shook his head unable to believe
it was Brian they were talking about.

"And Steve says, that from wot the teacher had said to them he had guessed
that it was Brian's first cum like, he could see Brian was pretty upset,
but he was nice about it."

"The poor sod. Cor, no wonder he's been a bit strange this weekend." Robbie
suddenly felt quite protective of Brian.

"Might be a good idea, see the teacher made 'em clean it up and he could
see Brian was a bit sort of buggered! I think he saw 'em in his office
after as well. They were all shit scared in case their parents found out."

"Shit! Should I day something? I mean warn him the story is getting about?"
asked Robbie.

With his hand still buried in Robbie's briefs Barry looked him in the face,
"Hey, that'd be nice, I reckon he'd like that. Will you tell him I didn't
mean to get at him earlier as well?"

"Course." Robbie thought again, then turned, "Hang on.. so wot happened
about the missing pants?"

"Dunno. Somebody has 'em. But who? Why they do it?"

"So Brian's lost a pair then?"

"I `spose so." Barry turned having heard voices down on the grass below. He
grinned, "Hey here we go then.. get yer peepers ready!"

"Cor, wonder why they were nicked?" Robbie craned his head to look and
tightened his own grip on Barry's cock, "Oh good, they're here. I mean,
it's not the football season or anything, yet this lot are here most
Saturdays ain't they? Wonder why?"

"I dunno. Does in matter?" Barry was staring hard at the dozen or so boys
who had appeared, the majority were in white shorts. "I don't give a shit
about football, but I love looking at their shorts and seeing wot they got
on underneath."

"Reckon they'll all have white pants on again like last time?"

Robbie, was staring hard at the boys in their shorts they seemed to age
from about eleven to fifteen, most were in shorts but the older ones just
wore jeans.

"Dunno, hey.. Look at that kid with the light brown hair." said Barry
nodding towards him, "Look.. he ain't much older than us and look... I
swear he's got a hard on!"

"Cor! Yer right..." said Robbie, "You don't miss much do you!"

Barry grinned and pushed his erection into the palm of Robbie's hand, "No I
don't.. not if they're in shorts! Don't you love looking up 'em, like in
gym and that?"

"Oh yeah." Robbie thought for a moment then continued, "Hey, I heard that
you can't wear nothing under them at big school.. is that right?"

"Yer, that's why I always get's a hard on in gym!"  said Barry gleefully.

"Oh shit! Don't like the sound of that, `cause we can wear our pants in
junior school."

"I know and that's where I got to like guessing who wore wot under 'em!"
Barry giggled at the thought of it.

"Well, you'd better be wearing your's tomorrow afternoon." said Robbie
grinning. "See, I got something for us to do."

"Wot?" Barry was interested. "Hey wot d'you mean.. wearing wot? Me shorts?"

"Yeah. You gotta wear some shorts with some pants under 'em `cause we're
going to the woods!"

"The woods?" Barry repeated it, "Go to the woods.. wot? Why?"

"It's the teddy picnic and they're all wearing shorts." Robbie started
giggling, "You'll love it. Now shut up and let's watch this lot!"

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Chapter 45 to follow